Page 32 of Catching the Kot'oll Driver

I put my hand on his biceps, stroking him. “These are surely strong arms.”

He smirks. “Indeed. They give good hugs.”

Do I ask for hugs?

There’s nothing else for us to do anyway, so... “Will you hold me?”

“Yes, I can do that for sure.”

I used to think that bigger beings don’t really care about me. Or maybe it has nothing to do with size, it’s just... no one will care about me. But... There’s a gentleness in Grihul’s eyes that pulls me in. Maybe he is a big guy, but he seems to be nice.

He moves closer to me and spreads his arms. “Are you sure? Are you going to kick my balls soon?”

“If you don’t hold me, I’ll kick you.”

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me over. He still has two arms left, which is so unfair. He pats my head and strokes my side, all while he holds me. “I’m here for you, even though I don’t understand what’s happening.”

“Why did you show up in the bathroom?”

“Because...” He muses, seemingly confused. “I’m not sure. I was at the dashboard, dozing off, but somehow, it felt like I should check on you, so I did just that. I suppose I arrived at the right time.”

“Why?”

He shrugs. “As if I have a clue.”

Ha, I just know he is still the annoying guy.

But I lean on him, enjoying his warmth. It’s a lot better than being on my own. Maybe something’s wrong after we fucked each other. He must have done something with me with his thick cock.

Now, the fire seems to come back, but I still haven’t figured out what’s wrong with me or... what’s wrong with everything.

“Grihul... I really am sorry. I’ve been rude to you and making you do things for me.”

He pats my side without saying a thing. I glance at him. He is deep in thought with a scowl. I hope he isn’t mad at me, but maybe he is, and he gets to be.

I sigh. “I... Maybe you’re right. I don’t even know why I was hired when... I feel so dumb at times, almost as if I can’t control myself.”

“It’s normal to feel threatened around beings that are bigger than you. It’s a biology thing.”

“I hate that. Feels like I’m not being fair to bigger ones.”

He shrugs. “I mean, it is what it is. Maybe you being police makes it worse. I don’t expect you’ll be dealing with nice beings all the time outside of your colleagues.”

“Does this mean I’m not fit as police?” My heart skips a beat at that. Why am I asking him? We barely met.

I know why I was hired. I’m observant and good at figuring out what happened. They surely didn’t hire me because I’m good at combat. I’m decent with my shooting skills, but just the size and strength difference mean that I’m not going to be of much use in the fight scenes.

Yet...

I glance at Grihul again. Maybe I’m not good enough. I fought hard in the training and managed, but...

I flinch when his thumb finds its way to my cheek.

He whispers. “You’re crying, huh?”

“I guess...” I blink, letting a few more tears run down my cheek. “Maybe I—”

A siren goes off. I almost jump off the bed, reaching to my waist for my gun.

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